A Poem — I feel a sense of resignation in my body this morning an unresisting acceptance of something inescapable even though I was trying to run away from it all Sometimes it just sinks in and you submit to life and the circuitous routes it takes to heal you and your emotional turmoil with the warmth of…

Why are we always pushing to be more? — We all need coping mechanisms. Things that can get us through the hardest of days. A thought or action that can bring us back from the doldrums and into the present. A present which is constantly changing from second to second. My coping mechanism, or so I thought, used to…

A Poem — This aching inside of me is like a slow yearning for something rational that might make more sense if I were not me and always trapped inside this head My head is aching hourly with back thoughts of us and present captures of what we will never be, leaving me stoic and silent with only…

A Poem — I will never know what was true as the bubble burst into me leaving me with gum on my chin and a gaping hole in my heart I am still at a loss, I feel lost inside the quixotic notion of the differential between what was true and what was not…

A Poem — Nights are where it all weighs on me the weight of a thousand kisses and the loss of them at the same time while I try desperately to sleep it off as my eyes never close far enough to give me even an ounce of solace But nights are also…

A Poem — I am captive to my thoughts an intricate loop of sadness silently wringing out tears as my eyes go dry from usage Trapped in a cycle of dismay while the world turns the same and I stare out the window expecting some kind of tremor I’ve always been this way, held…